Poor Mack! He woke up early Saturday morning and told me he didn’t feel quite right. I told him he should lay back down, and we would wait and see how he felt after a bit more time. Well….just a few minutes later he made a run for the toilet. The stomach bug got the best of him. It was a long morning of several visits to the bathroom, but finally he stopped throwing up. He was pitiful! PawPaw had come to watch him play baseball, but he wasn’t able to play. After the first throw up incident, he went and got on his uniform and told me he felt ok and could play. Fifteen minutes later, he was back in the bathroom and told me that maybe he was wrong about being able to play. It was so sad. His coaches family brought a get well basket to our house and sent a video of the certificates being handed out. It made him feel so much better. What great friends we have! The last game is next Saturday, and we are praying he is healthy and ready to play ball! Here is what his day looked like:
Poor guy! Everywhere he went, he fell asleep.
Today, Mother’s Day, he felt much better, though he was very particular with what he ate. Understandably so. But while I was in Sunday School taking care of some responsibilities, I left him and Molly home to keep resting. When I got home, here is what was waiting on my chair and at my place at the table for me.
He’s a sweety-pie. I am so glad he feels better.
And just a side note…the main way to know that Mack feels better is that HE TALKS WHEN HE FEELS GOOD. He doesn’t say much at all when he feels bad, but once he gets to feeling better, hold on to your hat. Here come the words……so funny!
